SOPHIA’S POV
The hospital visit dragged on for two hours. I sat on the examination table while the doctor studied my X-rays against the light box. He pointed to the area where everything looked swollen and angry.
"No fracture," he said. "But it's a bad sprain. You'll need to stay off it completely for at least a week."
I was relieved. The doctor wrapped my ankle tightly in an elastic bandage. He showed me how to use the crutches, demonstrating the proper technique. I tried them once in the examination room.
Lance stood against the wall the entire time, watching me. When the doctor finished, Lance collected my pain medication from the pharmacy downstairs.
After that, Lance drove me home.
Lance pulled up to my parents' house just as the sun was setting.
"I'll carry you
